Lu Mingjun's thinking was stagnant. Who gave this name?

Lu Mingjun rummaged through his memories carefully, and his mind went blank. It was as if he was born with this name. He could not recall any memories before he was seven years old. His childhood seemed far away from him, elusive and untouchable.

.

In his previous impression, he seemed to have a mother and a father, but they only left him a name.

"I...who am I?" Lu Mingjun asked, his thinking seemed to be at a standstill at this moment, and his memory seemed to have been deliberately manipulated.

Whether what I experienced was real or not, Lu Mingjun's eyes suddenly became confused.

The quiet teahouse is only twenty or thirty square meters, with sandalwood, harps, and guards standing outside the teahouse. They go to Beijing, the villa, Su Mingyu, the Wulin Alliance, and the Tianxiahui!

The melody played by the harp and harp is gentle, and the water flows on the small bridge outside the house. Sitting in the attic, I feel the graceful charm.

Everything fell into silence at this moment. Lu Mingjun's sensitive nerves seemed to have triggered a self-defense mechanism. Adrenaline hormones seemed to be dancing in the body. The innate sense of spirituality in the mountaineering environment was increased to its maximum power.

Lu Mingjun's pupils released a divine light, and a cold air emitted unnaturally from the cells in his body. Prince Ning was so sensitive that he felt this power and decisively released his inner power, protecting Wen Wanrou and Xiao Ya behind him.

The more Lu Mingjun thought about it, the more confused his memory became, and his expression gradually became a little dull. Is what he experienced in Beijing really true? Su Mingyu's figure gradually merged with Xiao Ya's, and the two seemed to have a few differences in figure and appearance.

Similarity.

"Mingjun!" Prince Ning scolded, pulling Lu Mingjun out of his dazed state. Lu Mingjun came back to his senses and looked at Prince Ning and Wen Wanrou, stunned for a moment.

"Ah...I'm here!" Lu Mingjun said, looking around him. The cold air that exceeded absolute zero was unnaturally released, and the tea set on the table was frozen to pieces.

"Crack!"

The log seat made of sandalwood beneath him broke into pieces at the slightest touch.

Lu Mingjun's mind was confused at this moment. Wasn't his Dantian... shattered? Where did this cold air come from? Countless questions piled up, making Lu Mingjun's head as big as an ox.

Lu Mingjun rubbed his eyebrows, looked at the tables and chairs that were broken into powder, and then looked at Prince Ning, a little embarrassed. Prince Ning liked this tea set very much, so Lu Mingjun connected the tea sets and the table.

Now that the pot is over, if he is asked to pay for it, since he has only a few pieces of silver and his pocket is cleaner than his face, he can't even afford to pay for it if he sells himself.

A set of tea tables and tea sets, noble items enshrined by the royal family in the previous dynasty, are all made of sandalwood. They are made by skilled craftsmen from all over the world. They contain a regular aura and naturally exude a pure and clear smell, which can make people feel relaxed and happy.

A person's true nature is very precious!

Prince Ning noticed something was wrong with Lu Mingjun's state, but he didn't pursue it and just pretended that nothing happened.

"It's okay. There's no rush to settle the marriage so quickly. I'll take you to meet the Master when you, my dear son-in-law, recover completely. He raised Ya'er in a poop. The marriage is such a big deal, so I can't help but

Say hello to his old man."

When Prince Ning finished speaking, he glanced at Wen Wanrou, and then said: "I can't drink the tea today, so I can't let Ya'er accompany you for a walk. Yangzhou is a beautiful and precious land, and there is a place outside Prince Ning's Mansion.

The market sells some small things, as well as food and drink.”

"Although you can avoid eating grains in mountain climbing, you are often bored and have to find a place to satisfy your appetite."

Lu Mingjun and Xiao Ya stood up at the same time, bowed and left. Wen Wanrou walked all the way to the door of the attic. Prince Ning stood on the attic and saw the two people leaving in a sedan chair. He looked at their retreating figures and took a deep look at Lu Mingjun.

The look in Prince Ning's eyes showed a bit of solemnity. He closed his eyes tightly and pondered for a moment. After Wen Wanrou saw off Lu Mingjun and the others, she went upstairs and walked to Prince Ning.

"Your Majesty, just now..." Wen Wanrou's eyes showed worry. She also felt the absolute coldness just now. It was obvious that Prince Ning seemed to have changed after that, and the atmosphere in the air was a bit solemn.

Wen Wanrou understood that Prince Ning rarely mentioned Shi Laodao on his own initiative. Once Shi Laodao was mentioned, something big must have happened. Just now, Shi Laodao was mentioned.

Prince Ning must have felt something in this icy coldness.

"I just felt a trace of the power of luck. This power of luck seems to be the anger of Heaven. It seems that Heaven is actively interfering with Mingjun's memory. If I continue to ask questions just now, something may happen." Prince Ning said worriedly, his eyes unnatural.

He glanced twice more in the direction Lu Mingjun left.

"The way of heaven?" Wen Wanrou was confused. Because he had not yet climbed the mountain, he could not see the rules of heaven and earth. But King Ning was different. He had already taken a big step towards the mountaineering realm and was only a window away from the middle stage of the mountaineering realm.

distance.

"Yes, the way of heaven, the way of heaven is mysterious and mysterious, just like luck, but it is everywhere." Prince Ning spread his palms and tried to use his inner strength to stir up the rules of heaven and earth.

Then dissipates.

"Wanrou, when I was sixty years old, I climbed a mountain and saw far away. It was actually because of my luck... Master once said that I am not a person with extraordinary talents, but my character of daring to fight and fight has allowed me to constantly learn from life and death.

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In less than a year, the Daqian Dynasty only had three continents, and I have fought so hard to compete with the Northern Saint Branch. This luck has helped me a lot. Without this luck, I would have been seriously injured many times.

Dead."

"Is luck luck?" Wen Wanrou asked.

Prince Ning shook his head: "Luck is the means by which Heaven touches the human world. A state capital that rules a place for a week enjoys the luck of a state, and a city lord who rules a city enjoys the luck of a city. The more luck, the better.

Be able to keep your original mind clear and your thoughts clear."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Wen Wanrou asked.

Prince Ning pondered for a while: "It is a good thing, but it is not a good thing. Master once said that luck is poison, a poison that overdraws the future."

"Princes, generals and ministers, if they reach a certain status, they will enjoy the fortune of the world. And when they ascend to the supreme emperor's position, they will be the highest beneficiaries of their fortune. Dominate the world and unify the world. This is the ultimate pursuit of the emperor.

, A strong mountaineer once said that if anyone can unify the world, then the road to eternity will be opened for him."

"The only person who once unified the world, as recorded in ancient books, was the founding king of the Great Xia Dynasty. But you have also seen history."

Wen Wanrou's voice deepened: "The ancient books disappeared, and the world was in chaos..."
Chapter completed!